“The old man’s hands feel so good…”
That voice trickled out from deep within her embarrassment and confusion. But the resonance was like the moment she herself realized her true feelings──
A trainee hairstylist with long black hair, fair skin, and a charming smile.
Since graduating from vocational school, I've been busy every day fighting with scissors, so it's been a while since I came to a cafe like this.
I don't have a girlfriend. It's been two years since I last had sex.
But that gap has made her heart and body more sensitive.
The reaction when my finger touched her chest is unmistakable.
Just being groped over her clothes made her gasp and her legs tremble. The awareness of being filmed gradually changed her.
"Maybe I like being watched…"
She dropped that word softly, seeming surprised at herself.
It wasn't shame, but the entrance to a pleasure unknown even to oneself.
When my ear was licked, I shuddered and let out a sound. A kiss would make my eyes glaze over in ecstasy. When fingers touched deep inside, it would slip in smoothly, and my hips would move in response.
With a dazed expression, as if experiencing an orgasm for the first time, she softly muttered, 'Old man's hand feels good...'
